The sound landed, then he asked, "Are you hungry?"
"Not hungry."
"Hmm." Caiden Ward continued walking, went up the steps, and said to the middle-aged man coming to greet them, "No need to prepare dinner, have Ann and Bella come up quickly."
"Alright, President Ward." The man replied, following him inside.
Upon entering, Blair Chester was dazzled by the luxurious hall.
She didn't have time to look around before hearing a synchronized, smiling greeting from all sides, "Hello, President Ward."
Caiden wasn't stingy with his smile, guiding her to the private elevator.
The young man in the immaculate suit greeted them, pressed the elevator button, and followed them up.
Blair nervously felt an unprovoked anxiety.
For the first time, she deeply felt the pressure emanating from the man beside her.
Wherever he went, it was as if he was a luminary, always surrounded by attention.
As her mind wandered, the elevator chimed softly, arriving at the twenty-sixth floor.
